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Saturday Morning arrives crisp and clear
Nov. 26th, 2005 08:45 amUsually I type and retype the word CRISP many times. I am not dyslexic and yet that word always comes out CRIPS....perhaps I was a gangland member in my prior life eh?
Lovely thoughts for a Saturday morning aren't they! Actually I'm in a pretty good mood considering. CompUSA was hell yesterday. Then again, I'd be hard pressed to name any store that wasn't hell yesterday. CompUSA opened their doors at midnight on Thanksgiving night and it appeared at noon, when I arrived, that some of the staff hadn't had a shift change yet. There were a few things I considered getting while I was down there exchanging the keyboard but one look at the crowd and I quickly changed my mind. As it was, it took two hours from here to there and back.
The cacophony and mental waves of angst and irritation were more than an empath like me could take. I stood there feeling very glad I still have control over my own mental gate so I can shield myself from the noise around me. For several years I lost even that ability. When I did, I also lost my ability to tolerate large crowds. Being in line at CostCo was torture and forget going to a concert. I couldn't focus on the music for the distress and mental/emotional turbulence that surrounded me in the audience. It was hard work on my part and the efforts of a wonderful friend and guide that gave me back that control.
I came home yesterday and banged my head against technology for a little bit. And I am continuing the process this morning of FTP-ing all my music files from the PC laptop I use every day to the MAC Mini which is to become my digital media center. It will house my entire music collection, all my photography, and be a back up for mail or chat when I need it. But for the most part it's going to stand there and look good :P And play beautiful music!
I continue to shape and reshape my notes and dialogs from Wednesday. I can't release it yet, though I know I keep promising. I'm shaken by how profound the experience was and annoyed at my seeming lack when I try to write about it in any way that articulates that experience well. However, I'm also tenacious and I will get it posted to Channel X before the weekend is out. It is a firm goal of mine.
Today, toy shopping! Literally. I'm off to Good Vibrations today for a few replacement items and to see what they have new for the holiday season. I've a wish list to complete for the boys, and it will contain items FAR different than the one that goes to the 'rents and the sibling in Texas. :) Tonight, Kay is coming down for wine, left overs and relaxation.
Our rain, which lasted 12 hours, ended about noon yesterday, right about the time I made myself get out and head to CompUSA. It's a gorgeous sunny day and the sky is so blue...washed clean by the rain we've missed so badly. The temperatures are still chill, but that's okay. It's expected this time of year. Farewell Summer, hello Winter. I'm ready!
Lovely thoughts for a Saturday morning aren't they! Actually I'm in a pretty good mood considering. CompUSA was hell yesterday. Then again, I'd be hard pressed to name any store that wasn't hell yesterday. CompUSA opened their doors at midnight on Thanksgiving night and it appeared at noon, when I arrived, that some of the staff hadn't had a shift change yet. There were a few things I considered getting while I was down there exchanging the keyboard but one look at the crowd and I quickly changed my mind. As it was, it took two hours from here to there and back.
The cacophony and mental waves of angst and irritation were more than an empath like me could take. I stood there feeling very glad I still have control over my own mental gate so I can shield myself from the noise around me. For several years I lost even that ability. When I did, I also lost my ability to tolerate large crowds. Being in line at CostCo was torture and forget going to a concert. I couldn't focus on the music for the distress and mental/emotional turbulence that surrounded me in the audience. It was hard work on my part and the efforts of a wonderful friend and guide that gave me back that control.
I came home yesterday and banged my head against technology for a little bit. And I am continuing the process this morning of FTP-ing all my music files from the PC laptop I use every day to the MAC Mini which is to become my digital media center. It will house my entire music collection, all my photography, and be a back up for mail or chat when I need it. But for the most part it's going to stand there and look good :P And play beautiful music!
I continue to shape and reshape my notes and dialogs from Wednesday. I can't release it yet, though I know I keep promising. I'm shaken by how profound the experience was and annoyed at my seeming lack when I try to write about it in any way that articulates that experience well. However, I'm also tenacious and I will get it posted to Channel X before the weekend is out. It is a firm goal of mine.
Today, toy shopping! Literally. I'm off to Good Vibrations today for a few replacement items and to see what they have new for the holiday season. I've a wish list to complete for the boys, and it will contain items FAR different than the one that goes to the 'rents and the sibling in Texas. :) Tonight, Kay is coming down for wine, left overs and relaxation.
Our rain, which lasted 12 hours, ended about noon yesterday, right about the time I made myself get out and head to CompUSA. It's a gorgeous sunny day and the sky is so blue...washed clean by the rain we've missed so badly. The temperatures are still chill, but that's okay. It's expected this time of year. Farewell Summer, hello Winter. I'm ready!
